Never say insulting words to a soldier, you don't understand their blood - the famous former commander-in-chief of the Federation, Besivuv.

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Renault's erect body suddenly stopped, half-bowing like a cheetah ready to attack.

He looked at Pok coldly, his gaze was not warm, but with a hint of coldness.

Only those who know Renault best know that this is the moment when Renault is truly angry.

When he is angry, he does not turn himself into a roaring hero, but a viper who waits for an opportunity, looking for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.

However, before that, Renault also intends to give the other party a chance.

He said: "Correct what you said, apologize to the federal soldiers, and I can consider letting you go." ”

"Apologize?" The bald Bock laughed: "I'm sorry, the last thing I want to say is sorry!" ”

He himself was amused by what he said and laughed out loud about it.

He laughed unbridledly, and even said loudly, "Listen, you shit." You Federation soldiers are a bunch of useless fools who deserve nothing more than to be slaughtered by the gods on the battlefield! ”

Reynolds' face grew dark.

Just as he was about to make a move, a burly figure suddenly rushed next to him.

The black figure swept past Renault like a mountain and rushed to the side of the bald Pock.

The next moment was accompanied by a powerful thud, and Pork's body was tossed up like a toy, arcing in the air and falling heavily, smashing on a wine table, splashing the sky with the sound of soup and glass shattering.

Octavia whistled: "The show begins, ready to settle scores." ”

The four-handed Sinktanvia was quickly ready to keep the account, still muttering, "My favorite part is this, humans fighting each other. ”

Renaud looked at the extra man next to him in surprise.

It was a man with a thick beard and a shabby chain leather coat that looked like he had stepped out of an ancient savage world. He is not tall, but he is unusually stocky, and the first impression is that he is thick. When he stands there, he gives a sense of solidity that cannot be pushed.

It's like a giant cement pile.

His nickname was The Fortress.

"Stark!" Renault was amazed.

A cheeky smile appeared on Luo's bearded face: "Hey, sir." ”

Jeff Stark, a Mechman on the Abrodys, is a direct subordinate of Renault and one of the few soldiers on the Abrody who is not injured.

After leaving the Abrodys, Renault was forced to separate from his soldiers, and for a time lost contact with him, but he did not expect to meet Stark here.

"I didn't expect to see you here." Renault gave Stark a shoulder look.

As he spoke, the bald Polk had already climbed up with the help of his companions.

He roared and rushed at Stark, slamming his head on top of him.

Stark didn't move.

He looked down at Pork, who was desperately pushing himself to get himself flying, and laughed, "You can't push." ”

He grabbed Polk by the shoulder and gave him a push, sending him flying again.

"Your strength seems to have increased again." Renault exclaimed. It's not easy to be pounced on by a giant man with all his strength and not move.

Stark touched his head honestly: "Maybe it's because I've eaten a lot lately, the food on Earth is good." ”

Renault was about to say something more, when he heard "Whew! At the call, Polk's companions had already pounced on him.

Renault shook his head helplessly: "It seems that you always have to do it before you can speak." ”

Picking up a wine bottle, Renault smashed it into the head of the fastest guy. The bottle shattered, and the bright red liquor ran down the top of the guy's head, and the guy rolled his eyes and fell to the ground weakly.

"You're not bad, sir." Stark laughed.

"As you say, the food on Earth is good." Renault replied with a shake of his wrist.

The thugs pounced angrily, and Renault and Stark glanced at each other, already laughing and meeting them.

One of the thugs pounced on Renault and hugged him, and Renault deftly dodged sideways, and then punched the thug in the abdomen. While beating the guy into a prawn, he dodged the other thug's attack with a sliding step, raised his leg to kick the thug back, and then grabbed a wine bottle and smashed it over.

Looking at the sight of the wine bottle falling on top of each other's heads, Renault sighed: "Another bottle of wine money, damn Bisir." ”

Little Blue Spirit Mi Li'er flew over and circled above Renault's head and shouted, "Come on, Renault!" ”

"Get out of here!" An angry thug threw a wine bottle at Mi Li'er, and the frightened Mi Li'er screamed and hurriedly dodged.

The next moment, the thug was knocked to the ground by Renault's punch, stomping on his face fiercely, and Renault said coldly: "You shouldn't have shot at the lady." ”

With the fighting skills he learned at military school, Renault easily overcame these opponents who were not even the weakest enemies.

Compared to Renault's technical flow, Stark is a rampage heavy mech, and he doesn't bother to dodge attacks, but directly resists with his body. Stark only tilted his face when Polke's fist hit him in the face, then turned his head sideways and smiled at Polk.

The smile gave Pork the creeps.

Then he flew into the air for the third time.

Then came the fourth, the fifth.

By the time he landed from the ceiling for the sixth time, the Black Rose Bar was already lying on the ground, moaning loudly.

Renault and Stark's shots were very serious, and they wouldn't be disabled, but they definitely wouldn't make them feel better.

"Well done, Stark." Renault gave Stark a thumbs up.

Stark looked around, "Looks like we're going to have to lose a lot of money, sir." ”

"Don't worry, pay if you lose according to the rules." Renault laughed.

He came to Octavia's side: "Two bottles of amber estate, the account is on Polke's head. ”

Black Rose looked at him deeply, took a long puff of his cigar, and spit out a smoke ring, and then said slowly, "It seems that you know the rules here." ”

"I once had a fond memory about it." Renault replied.

The cinktanvia bartender handed the wine to Renault and Stark.

With the wine in hand, Stark grinned, "I like this. ”

Renault looked around and said to Stark, "It seems that this is no longer a good place to chat, let's go, let's go out and talk." ”

"Yes, sir." Stark had taken the lead towards the door.

Just as he reached the door, the bald head Pock not far away staggered to his feet. He looked at Stark viciously and whispered in a hoarse voice, "I haven't lost yet!" ”

The humiliation of being defeated turned into anger that burned all his sanity, and at that moment Polk suddenly raised his mechanical prosthetic leg, and a cold and glistening blade stretched out from his prosthetic hand, and he pounced on Stark with all his strength. The blade shone in the light, a cold light.

"Stark be careful!" Renault screamed and rushed at Pock, punching him with a punch.

Stark realized that something was wrong, but it was too late for him to dodge, and he saw that the blade was about to cut his throat, and at that moment, he heard a bump.

Pock's body flew again, this time harder than ever, Polk's body hit the wall directly, and then fell hard, and he couldn't get up again for a short time.

It happened so fast that the sneak attack had just been resolved, and everyone only felt that there was a flash in front of them, and they didn't even see what was going on, only to see Renault standing behind Stark, slowly retracting his fist.

"Well done." Everyone applauded Renault together.

Stark touched the back of his head and smiled innocently, "You saved me again, sir." ”

Renault looked up: "I didn't touch him." ”